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Sunday 12 July 2009

Beautiful skies and a beautiful life.

Sat here in my living room in Norway looking out at the sky. There are thick grey clouds with a pink colour in the background shining through. It’s beautiful and I’ve never noticed something like that before. Been meaning to write my blog for, well almost a month now. And now I am. No excuses…life is too short to walk around feeling burdened by the things I haven’t got round to do, especially as I am doing them. Whether or not I finish this post today is another issue…probably not since it’s already late and I’ve got an early start tomorrow.

That said, yes, I am in Norway. Got a couple of weeks holiday at home, which is lovely. Although the warm sunny weather seems to have taken a break since arriving. I wonder where it went? My youngest brother, Magnus, got married on the 4th of July, and so I obviously had to come home for that. Funny, I live in the USA, yet come home to Norway on the 4th of July. It was a great wedding with lots of laughter and tears.

So what’s been happening the last month…well, I’ve been doing a lot of praying, prophesying, seeking God, reading the Bible, talking to people, getting to know people better…it’s been good. The last months have been good.

Saturday 25 July 2009

Back to writing….

So, after a whirlwind two-and-a-half weeks in Norway I landed at Kansas City International Airport on Monday. It’s good to be back to “normality” again and it’s been good to catch up with people again. I am so blessed with lovely friendships here.

Norway was so good. I loved hanging out with my wee niece who is just the cutest little girl in the world, and I loved having time with friends and family. It was a real treat and although the weather got colder and it rained quite a bit while I was there, it still felt like a summer holiday.

Travelling back was really smooth, although it felt a bit touch-and-go for a moment when I ended up queuing for an hour at immigration and got to the gate for my flight just as they were going to board. But even there it worked out fine.

The day after I got home I got an email from my landlady saying she’s selling the house. Nice news to get at the start of a couple of weeks away from Kansas City, but it was fine. And I really trust in God to find me a new place to live. Being back there are some options and I just want to find the right place. It makes such a difference where you live and even if my life is a busy life and in the week I’m not home much, it’s still important to have people you get on with in your house. So I am looking and praying and trusting. And I’m excited to see where I’ll end up. Hopefully somewhere nice.

I’ve been pondering quite a bit recently. And just realizing what a privilege, yet huge responsibility it is being here at IHOP-KC, ministering to people coming through. It’s so precious yet quite daunting to know that by praying for people I am really impacting their lives. Even just a short time of ministering can transform someone’s life. Not because of me, but because of Christ. Yesterday I was working in the healing rooms and a quite a few children were getting prayer. My heart was filled with such a desperation for them. A desperation to see these children free from sickness. A desperation for them to walk into the life that lies ahead of them healthy and whole. I suppose what I’m feeling is just a new level of determinedness to see healings and see what it talks about in the Bible actually walked out here, today.

Anyway, I’m going to post this so I don’t end up with a half-written thing lying around for weeks. Off to EGS (Encounter God Service) in a minute to hear Stuart Greaves speak on End Times. It should be good.

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